There is no folly like the folly of the wise.

A nervous silence loosens tongues

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

I know what you are. I've always known from the beginning, Kushiel's Chosen. It is folly, to make claim on one whom the gods have marked for their own. And unlike the others, I am no fool, to grasp at that which burns to the touch. What you have given..." she raised one hand, palm upward, the garnet seal dangling at her wrist, "... I hold in an open hand.

It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon others

Some chains are forged for us - those are the hardest to bear.

To recongnize that the treachery of one member of a house does not taint all born within it